CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu takes Huo Zhongxiao to the house Han Minjing bought when she invested in real estate for the night.

The suite was in the old city. Grandpa gave her the key during the new year. She only went to see it once. There was no furniture except * and quilt.

But one night should make do.

On the way, ye Zhiqiu tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, glanced at Huo Zhongxiao and said, "little uncle, I asked you, and you didn't object. I'll take it as your default."

"It's not that I don't want to take you back to school, but you drink like this when you are with me at this time. You will talk disorderly when seen by the security guard at the door. And I don't know how to take you back to the dormitory. If you go to the hotel, I'm worried about the bad impact on you. You still wear military uniform, don't you?"

Huo Zhongxiao didn't speak, closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and didn't sleep very well.

When waiting for the green light at the intersection, ye Zhiqiu leaned over, gently touched his eyebrow with his left index finger, and whispered in his ear, "frowning is easy to wrinkle, and you will really be a bad old man at that time ~"

As she stroked, the wrinkles between Huo Zhongxiao's eyebrows gradually disappeared.

Ye Zhiqiu grinned. A car whistle sounded behind her. The red light had changed to green. She quickly took back her hand and restarted the car.

Through a 24-hour convenience store, she got off and bought toiletries and two bags of underwear for men and women.

When taking men's underwear / trousers from the shelf, ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed. In particular, she had to choose the size. She didn't pick one out for a long time, so she had to ask the salesperson. The salesperson asked her, "did you buy it for your man?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded again and again. The salesperson asked her about her height and weight. She said something about it. The salesperson gave her a bag of XL size.

"Isn't it too big?" Ye Zhiqiu looked down at his, only m yards.

The salesman looked at her contemptuously: "can you compare your small physique with 185 men? If you don't believe it, you'll buy a smaller one. At that time, it's your man's thing."

Ye Zhiqiu: "

When she came out of the convenience store, ye Zhiqiu's face was still red. She put a big bag of things in the back seat and didn't forget to look at the sleeping man next to her before driving.

Feel more satisfied than ever.

This is the first time in 19 years that she has tried so hard to take care of a person.

……

It was almost early in the morning when the car stalled downstairs.

The community here was built early. Most of the elevators were not installed. The lights in some corridors were broken and often no one repaired them. The property management was very poor.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the steep stairs and questioned whether her thin shoulders could carry a big man of 1.85 meters upstairs. She ran back to the car, opened the co driver's door and shouted Huo Zhongxiao several times: "little uncle, little uncle, can you wake up first?"

Huo Zhongxiao really woke up, but his eyes were drunk and bleary. He might not adapt to the lights in the car. He narrowed his eyes and blocked it with his big hand.

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly let him off: "little uncle, I'll help you upstairs."

The house Han Minjing bought was on the second floor. The floor was not high, but ye Zhiqiu was too tired to breathe when he helped Huo Zhongxiao to the door. He randomly took out the key from his bag and took Huo Zhongxiao directly to the bed in the room.

It was not easy to walk by the bed. Ye Zhiqiu couldn't support it anymore. Together with Huo Zhongxiao, they fell on the Simmons.

Ye Zhiqiu got up from bed, shook his pantothenic arm, ran downstairs to the car and took the bag of toiletries. When he came back, he locked the door and went to the room.

The man's position in bed hasn't changed.

Ye Zhiqiu first removed the * cover under him, then picked up the pillow and patted it hard. After dusting off the dust, he put it aside, squatted down at the edge of the bed, took off his heels and socks for him, and moved his long legs to the bed. Afraid that he would not sleep well, he knelt on one knee to the * bank, held up his head and put a pillow under it.

Ye Zhiqiu went to the bathroom and twisted a wet towel to wipe Huo Zhongxiao's face and hands.

Han Minjing didn't sell the house. In addition, she made simple decoration for the bathroom and master bedroom. Ye Zhiqiu can guess that Han Minjing quarreled with ye zanwen in the past and occasionally ran away from home. She should live here.

Now, she suddenly thanked Han Minjing for having such a house.

Ye Zhiqiu was afraid of Huo Zhongxiao's heat. He turned on the air conditioner and turned out a thin blanket from the cabinet.

She looked at it and luckily it didn't decay.

After Huo Zhongxiao was covered, ye Zhiqiu took the changed clothes and toiletries to the bathroom. She just sweated. Now she's sticky.

The water heater hanging in the kitchen is old and can no longer be used.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to take a shower with cold water. She wiped it with a towel and water, changed her underwear / trousers, and put on a clean shirt Han Minjing left in the wardrobe. Han Minjing was a little shorter than her, so the shirt was worn on her, only to the navel, not even the small inside.

The only other people in the room were drunk, so she didn't care. She just dressed up and walked around.

Before brushing her teeth, she ate a loaf of bread to satisfy her hunger.

At 1:23 a.m., ye Zhiqiu returned to the room, looked at the man on the bed, scratched his cheek, lifted the thin blanket and crept back to Huo Zhongxiao.

After lying down for a while, she found that she couldn't sleep. She turned over carefully and deliberately shortened the distance between them.

Huo Zhongxiao's face is close at hand.

His eyes were closed, his thin lips were tight, his eyebrows were still wrinkled, but he slept heavily.

Ye Zhiqiu held up her head with one hand and quietly stared at the man's three-dimensional side face with the bright moonlight. She showed fatigue in her coldness. She raised a hand and put it on Huo Zhongxiao's face, as if she was afraid of waking him. Her strength was very light. She traced it back and forth along the outline of his face, giving birth to an emotion of love.

She suddenly bent her head, put her lips on his lips, closed her eyes and kissed gently.

Huo Zhongxiao's lips were warm, and the wine covered the original faint smell of tobacco.

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out the tip of his tongue and drew it along his lips. It was like a prank. His eyes stared at him without blinking, but Huo Zhongxiao didn't wake up.